Unilinear

Five months until today I have been cuddling with my sweet blanket melancholia. I had my mind brainstorming of the why. I feel living a life with no sense. And I can not do anything about it for now to change because of independency and security. This is my adult me doing. So my eight year old me took the melancholia blanket out and slept. Today I opened my eyes and learned that having no sense in action living life is colorful. An example of this is being in bed drinking instant coffee and eating two donuts filled with raspberry jam 00.27 am. It does not make sense but I am feeling like a queen.